My interests and titles vary, but I’ve found that they all end up connected through my writing. The essays on my blog are a pursuit to uncover beauties, explore forgiveness, manifest love, and nourish the soul though intimate anecdotes, occasional rants, and painted descriptions of the people and places I meet.

This blog is an opportunity to explore writing at a deeper level, and to realize just how much I love doing it. It is a chance to learn from its readers about the particular ways my writing has moved them or gotten them thinking. Words are powerful and have an ability to connect and grow people, to breed kindness and deep thinking. Words are the writer’s fabric that builds bridges across cultures, countries, and times.

My blog is titled Rough Outlines because I dislike the idea of set-in-stone plans, no-wiggle-room directions. Rough outlines are grand inklings that begin with ideas, thoughts, general visions of something you’d like to do, see, experience, and then they end with an exciting journey through the many pieces that actually put together what happens. Rough outlines are directions without a map, or a map without directions. Rough outlines are my preferred way of living. And Rough Outlines tries to capture some of those varied tidbits of life that eventually culminate into something quite special, into a moment unforgettable.